The Peaceful Life Of A Maid Who Hides Her Power And Enjoys It - Chapter 81

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Chapter 81

The journey to Astrosia Kingdom was arduous.

First, to get to this damn country, we had to pass through two additional cities and one kingdom, and every time we went through an airport, the captain changed and they refilled the refined stones, causing delays.

The estimated time to arrive in Astrosia was approximately 45 hours.

“This is lunch for the second day. Please enjoy your meal.”

Fortunately, meals were provided separately on board.

It was slightly better than dog food. The kind of meal that made me desperately miss Lu.

Moreover, the takeoff and landing noise peculiar to small airships was so terrible. It felt like my eardrums would fall off.

Then there was the bathroom problem.

The sleeping problem.

The problem passenger in the cabin.

Problems upon problems, and so on.

I thought I could endure most inconveniences with my experience from the Mage War.

“Do you go through this ordeal every time you travel to Astrosia?”

At my question, Quincey skillfully removed his earplugs and answered.

“It’s quite arduous, isn’t it? Haha. It can’t be helped. The kingdoms of the Northern Continent rarely grant entry permits to non-Union of Allied Nations citizens, and in that sense, since there are no passengers, there are no airships or captains willing to go there either. This flight route was also barely established through my father’s investment. I can only hope it becomes more convenient someday.”

“How often do you go to Astrosia?”

“I think I go about once every season.”

You’re really serious about the Northern Continent.

Even while I was admiring Quincey’s passion, the airship continued flying, crossing the night sky to arrive at a distant land where eternal snow could be seen.

It was my first visit to Astrosia Kingdom in my life.

And as soon as I arrived, I was denied entry.

“What? That can’t be! Why exactly are you refusing? I already received confirmation for a new companion’s entry permit two weeks ago. I have the confirmation document right here!”

The interpreter who calmed Quincey’s excitement began conversing with the immigration officer again. And was firmly rejected once more.

“There seems to be a problem with the entry procedures?”

To Jin’s question, Deshero, who was carrying luggage bags as big as his torso, answered instead.

“It’s common in the Northern Continent. Entry permits can be revoked in less than half a day after being granted.”

“Why are they so closed off?”

“Fifty years ago, there was rampant illegal entry by Sungye Church missionaries, and some of them were caught trying to bring down Rogue by spreading drugs. Since then, the image of Imperial Citizens has been completely ruined.”

So that’s what happened.

While the three of us stood forlornly in the middle of the airport with cool wind blowing (Andert was ignoring Quincey’s request and wandering around the airport), Quincey, who had been arguing for a while, returned.

“I’m sorry, everyone. Entry has been denied for everyone except me, so we’ll have to wait for a while. Geez. This is why Astrosia is…!”

“It wouldn’t be bad to return to the Empire again.”

“What are you saying, Lord Deshero? Haha. If you wait just a little, everything will be resolved. It’s not like I’ve only experienced this once or twice.”

Quincey shook his head with weary eyes and pointed to the blond-haired youth leaving the airport alone.

“That interpreter friend is an Astrosian. The capital of Astrosia is about an hour away from here, and there’s someone in the capital who handles various administrative matters on behalf of our company. I plan to make a separate request to that person.”

Just getting to the capital takes an hour? That means we have to wait at least 2-3 more hours. I’m going to die waiting.

‘The country where Lu lives is problematic from the moment you try to set foot in it.’

I put down my luggage and sat on the ground.

Astrosia is cool. Perhaps because it’s in the north, even though it’s the same summer, there’s no stuffy feeling and the blowing wind isn’t unpleasant either.

With air like this, I could sleep for a bit.

“It seems there’s someone looking after Master Quincey. May I ask who it is?”

“Of course. It’s Baron Belboa. Once it reaches his ears, entry permission will be granted quickly, so don’t worry.”

Even Deshero, who initially said it would be fine to go back, seemed to have developed various interests now that he’d actually arrived in Astrosia.

He questioned Quincey about this and that as if he was going to squeeze him dry.

I also listened to their conversation, but as time passed, my concentration scattered.

It wasn’t because the conversation was boring. It was because I realized the sense of alienation I was feeling from my surroundings.

I wasn’t hearing incomprehensible foreign languages in my ears.

‘…It really wasn’t my imagination.’

Those passing through the airport were clearly Astrosians, not Imperial Citizens.

Astrosians should be using the Northern Continent language, no, they definitely are using it, but it was being perfectly interpreted in my ears.

As if the Northern Continent language was my native tongue.

Needless to say, I’ve never learned the Northern Continent language. So how could this be happening?

‘Could it be that I’ve gone crazy?’

Or did my soul break and I gained the ability to understand foreign languages?

‘That can’t be. It seems like magic… Did Lu cast a spell on me before leaving?’

Or.

I felt around my ear. I could feel the magical device earring that Lu left behind.

I thought it only had the function of a sword, but could it also have a translation function? That’s probably the most likely explanation.

‘What exactly are you trying to do?’

You left fully prepared, didn’t you. It was obvious that you would have been extremely disappointed if I hadn’t chased you to the Northern Continent.

That’s when it happened.

I saw four or five immigration officers who had been arguing with the interpreter running over urgently.

Stopping in front of us, they kept bowing and apologizing.

“We’re sorry, honored guests. Our handling was inadequate. We apologize for the inconvenience, we’re truly sorry.”

This sudden change in attitude.

Had Baron Belboa, who supposedly looks after Quincey, already arrived?

When I looked up, I saw a tall man striding in behind the immigration officers.

The man was a distinguished middle-aged gentleman with a fine mustache, dressed in an impeccably neat three-piece suit without a single wrinkle.

When he lightly patted their backs, the immigration officers hurriedly disappeared.

Quincey greeted the man with eyes from which all fatigue had vanished.

“Haha! I almost had to spend the night at this airport! Thank you so much for helping us so quickly. You’re someone sent by Baron Belboa, right? I’m Yegersee Pafnula.”

Quincey naturally spoke in Imperial language, and the man naturally responded in Imperial language as well.

“Baron Belboa is a good person. But I’m not from the Belboa family.”

“You’re… not? Then where did you come from?”

The man who smiled broadly removed his bowler hat and bowed his head with refined gestures.

“Ladies and gentlemen? It’s an honor to meet you. I am Mon, an attendant of Count Sereniye. On the Count’s orders, I’ve come to escort you to Sereniye. I look forward to working with you.”

From what I could tell, Quincey and the man seemed to be complete strangers to each other.

What on earth is going on?

‘The Sereniye Count’s Family. That’s a somehow familiar name.’

Sereniye, Sereniye…

“Oh my. Sereniye? Isn’t that the maiden family of the Weatherwax Baroness? What a connection!”

Wait.

‘The Weatherwax Baroness? Morian Sereniye? That Sereniye?’

My mind went blank for a moment.

“Was this a fact that Miss Daisy didn’t know either? It seems the Baroness was very worried about Miss Daisy and gave advance notice to the Sereniye Family.”

How could I have known?

The Baroness doesn’t even exist in the first place! Who would have known that actual relatives of a fabricated identity would come to greet us!

‘This is a crisis.’

In crude terms, it was fair to say I had terrible luck.

This was truly an unexpected crisis.

How did they come to greet us? Wasn’t Lu secretly impersonating the Sereniye Family? Question after question followed.

And at the end of all the questions, I.

Decided to keep my mouth shut.

“…”

“Hahaha! Miss Daisy seems quite surprised too. Mr. Mon, then I’ll first pay my respects to Baron Belboa and then visit Sereniye…”

“There’s no need for that. We’ll contact Baron Belboa on our end, so you can rest comfortably in Sereniye before moving.”

“But…”

“Meeting Count Sereniye is as difficult as meeting His Majesty the King of Astrosia. I don’t know if Mr. Yegersee Pafnula is aware of this.”

“Ahaha. Then… shall we do that?”

What a guy weak to wealth and honor.

Quincey was completely swayed by Mon’s words and chose to go to Sereniye.

“Then, you five, please follow me.”

I was about to stop Quincey from obediently following along, but I held back.

Suddenly, the fact that this man named Mon had come out to meet us felt far too natural.

I felt no sense of incongruity at all. As if it had been planned from the beginning.

Planned. Could this possibly be.

“Is this even possible, Senior? Last time, the Baroness said it was Sir Lu…”

Is it possible? There’s no need to think about it in a complicated way.

There was exactly one possible scenario.

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